¡Son Turistas! - The Bitters Lyrics

We rode our bikes to the lake
Twenty-odd fifteen-year-olds
With booze and camping gear
The burning afternoon sun
Began to sink
We were sweaty and in need for a drink
I'd got hold of an Italian bitters
Shared with the girls
Admired their curls
And after we'd quenched our thirst

Everyone took off their clothes
And got in the water that was still quite cold
Everyone took off their clothes
And got in the water that was still quite cold

We got out of the lake
And went into the nearby woods
Found a cherry farm, climbed its fences
And didn't do any good
The fruits we stole were still sour
When we returned to the campsite
We threw the cherries in the lake
And again

Everyone took off their clothes
And got in the water that was still quite cold
Everyone took off their clothes
And got in the water that was still quite cold

We got out and shared towels
(What was new to me...)
We got dry and shared blankets
(Was the collective nudity)
I wasn't in love but in need
For a body to hold, for a body to hold me
I wasn't in love but in need
For lips to kiss, for lips to kiss me

Everyone took off their clothes
And got in the water that was still quite cold
Everyone took off their clothes
And got in the water that was still quite cold
Everyone took off their clothes
And got in the water that was still quite cold
Everyone took off their clothes
And got in the water that was still quite cold

Tout le monde se déshabille